Chris Brown, Tyga, Boosie Badazz - Real One lyrics

Tyga [Michael Ray Nguyen-Stevenson]

[Chris Brown, Tyga, Boosie Badazz - Real One lyrics]

Part I: Real One

Yeah
I could give a fuck about your nigga, baby
(DA on the track) ha!
That nigga weak

Ha! Ayy, baby, you baby
That's some good pussy
We can make a new baby
F-Fuck you in the Maybach, fuck a room, baby
I use my tongue, use your
Mouth, watch your tooth, baby
(Mm) dick game proper, got a lot of bodies
And the house game Hilton
Got a lot of lobbies
Bitches overnight it, what you know 'bout it?
T-Raww, whip out, tap out

I got 'em all hooked like drugs (Ha)
And all them tryna fuck with a young nigga
(yeah) pulled up to the club like what
Straight to VIP double cup it
I stay too turned up 'cause
We poppin' bottles in here
Baby, I'm just tryna party
Yeah, 'cause I'm the man of the year

I'm tryna get a little buzz
Party jumpin' and a nigga spendin' money
Hope I get fucked up
I see your girl lookin' over at me
She wanna turn up
I can tell by the look in her face
That she ain't happy with you, nigga
And I can bet that I'm gon' get her

And I don't i don't really care if
(I don't care about your nigga, baby)
If you got a man (That nigga weak)
'Cause you over there starin'
(I see you starin' at a nigga, baby)
At me, at me, yeah
I guess your nigga too lame, huh?
Girl, I bet you want a real one, yeah
You want a real one, yeah
You want a real one (Real one)

Girl, I know you wanna jump
Up on it right there, right there
'Cause everybody in the club gettin' faded
A hundred thousand dollar tab, I'ma pay it
Girl, the party's jumpin'
DJ's bumpin' my shit, oh, yeah
Got everybody in the club lookin' at us
I'm at the top, I just climbed up the ladder
Real shit girl, you givin' me the screw face
I know them bitches hatin' on you, yeah
They two-faced
I know he told you not to drink
But what do you say?
I know he tryna lock you
Down like me and Boosie
Fuck that nigga, my middle finger up
Fuck a rap nigga, you just want a singer
Huh? I'm with this shit and you love it
Gon' and twerk somethin' for me

I'm tryna get a little buzz (Little buzz)
Party jumpin' and a nigga spendin' money
Hope I get fucked up (Ooh, yeah)
I see your girl lookin' over at me
She wanna turn up (Wanna turn up)
I can tell by the look in her face
That she ain't happy with you, nigga
And I can bet that I'm gon' get her (Ayy)

And I don't (I don't)
I don't really care if (Care if)
(I don't care about your nigga, baby)
If you got a man (Hey, That nigga weak)
'Cause you over there starin'
(What you lookin' at?)
(I see you starin' at a nigga, baby)
At me, at me, yeah
I guess your nigga too lame, huh?
Girl, I bet you want a real one, yeah
You want a real one
(You) , yeah (Boosie Badazz)
You want a real one
(Real one, turn, turn, turn)

Turn up, stop stuntin' that nigga (Huh, bro)
We straight, I got more money than that nigga
(Aw, bro) she ain't loyal 'cause he ain't me
Go to jail
She gon' leave you like them girls did me
(Oh, Lord)
She want a real one, oh, she want somethin'
Look at all this money over here
She want some
She ain't thirsty (She ain't even thirsty)
But when you that bad
Every chick need bags and purses (Oh)
Scorpio sex, girl, my tongue on her (Oh)
Meet me all day, we just press record
Ten mill', two months, God bless me, girl
(God bless me, girl)
You over there starin', next to me, girl
(Haha) them hotties is flockin'
It's three in the mornin' (Turn up)
Them bottles is poppin'
She's feelin' the moment (Turn up)
She got a man, I ain't worried 'bout that
(Ooh, ooh, ooh)
Got a lotta, got a lotta, got a lotta respect
(Girl)

And I don't i don't really care if
(I don't care about your nigga, baby)
If you got a man (That nigga weak)
'Cause you over there starin'
(What you lookin' at?)
(I see you starin' at a nigga, baby)
At me, at me, yeah (Hey, yeah)
I guess your nigga too lame, huh?
Girl, I bet you want a real one, yeah
You want a real one, yeah
You want a real one (Real one)

Baby, I don't really care if
(I don't care about your nigga, baby)
If you got a man (That nigga weak)
'Cause you over there starin'
(I see you starin' at a nigga, baby)
At me, at me, yeah
I guess your nigga too lame, huh?
I bet you want a real one
You want a real one you want a real one

Hello?

Wassup, nigga?

What up, nigga? I'm high as a motherfucker

Shit, me too i'm on there watchin' National
Geographic, nigga they got
Some motherfuckin' whales
Fuckin' on this shit what the fuck?

Hahaha sounds interesting

Hahaha, man

I got these dope two birds
In my house right now

Oh! The bag, the bag, the bag!

Hahaha, you know, thotaronies

Yeah, yeah, yeah alright, man, um

Ayy, nigga, let's throw a party or somethin'
I'm bored as shit

Shit, I'm with it ayy
I'ma call some bitches up you got some weed?

Yeah, I'ma call the weed

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